The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 799

Abby stared at him, thoroughly confused. “Take action? What do you mean, take action?”

Joshua spoke as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “We break Harry’s hand. That way, he can’t compete.”

Abby repeated the words, stunned. “Break Harry’s hand… so he can’t compete?”

Joshua raised his eyebrows. “What, you’d rather see Ms. Cameron lose her ability to play the violin forever?”

Abby shook her head. “If Star agreed to this bet, it means she’s completely confident she’ll win. But you, Joshua…”

She shot him a strange look, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

“How did you come up with the idea of breaking Harry’s hand?”

Joshua replied, “Harry set up this whole wager to destroy Ms. Cameron’s career. It’s no different than ruining her hand. If he’s willing to go that far, why shouldn’t we?”

Abby thought about it and, to her own surprise, found his reasoning disturbingly logical.

She glanced around, making sure no one was listening, and lowered her voice. “Harry’s a celebrity. If something happened to his hand before the competition, suspicion would fall on us immediately. Star’s about to headline her first major concert—she doesn’t need that kind of trouble. Not to mention…”

She looked over at Stella, who stood poised on the stage. “Star’s already at her peak. She might be able to beat Harry fair and square.”

Before the competition, Stella’s hand had made a full recovery under Dr. Burton’s careful treatment—no scars, no lingering pain.

It really did pay to know a great doctor.

Still…

“Echoes of the Wind and The Gaze? Is Harry out of his mind?”

“What’s going on? I’m not a violin expert—can someone explain?”

“Echoes of the Wind and The Gaze are legendary for being the most difficult violin compositions ever written. To put it simply, only a handful of violinists have ever played them perfectly, without a single mistake. They’re so tough that, together with another piece called Emptiness, they’re nicknamed the Devil’s Trilogy—a nightmare for even the best players.”

“Are they really that hard? Hasn’t anyone managed to master them?”

“Some have. Mr. Walden, for one. Nora, too. And, of course… Harry himself. It’s precisely because they could perform these three hellish pieces flawlessly that they became famous overnight. There may be other hidden masters out there, but if so, we’ve never seen them.”

“No matter how brilliant Stella is, she’s no match for a virtuoso like Harry. If she draws one of his pieces, she’s in serious trouble.”